The stretch of red dirt disappeared into a stretch of trees like Van Gogh’s painting. “Often,” he repeated, a little heavily. He only stays here for you, hoping in vain. “I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice.
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